YardofGraves

eye did measure off the Land picked the spot for house turned this then that could not pay the asking price for more is what they wish for there is never the place to be the center without too much of the fixtures of the more those ties of binding to the world eye stepped some more to find the world is not for such the man to be as eye found the Yard of graves here where everybody goes eye found the Pilgrims hideaway from night eye live to search the graveyard for the men who choose to fight they kiss the son goodbye the world is changing now once more the radiation comes to grow the mice to men the new generation is the radiation eyes mice growing up to men in some new strange disguise of life sitting upright to the tables where the Japanese men used to live is mice now turning purple from the radiation leaks from the busted outdated nuclear fission plants they rule the world of men the mice will get the coffee get the rice they will even get the women they seem nice no one will even notice all the mice